The day that got away
Today is and will always be the day on which I was brought into this wonderful world, but alas I have no party planned ( except for in my mind and its a doozey I'm not sure about that spelling )...anyway I want a party nothing spectacular, but some cake and champaigne would be nice or icecream, whatever I'm not picky. And lots of people with presents, cause we all know that is all I care about is the presents. Yeah and then a clown which I could make do balloon animals, and then pop them in front of him to make him a sad clown :-( Mwaahahahahah....I'm sadistic when it comes to clowns, I don't like them.
But seriously folks, who does like clowns?
I have a funny story about work. I was asked today if I was at work ( mind you I was in the building where I work at the time ) and I didn't have the foggiest. I responded with, "am I?" How tired do you have to be to forget your at work when your there. That's , I mean that's just plain awful...don't you think? If you out there in "blogland" have a funny work story and its not off color or crass, or anything of that nature than please feel free to share, if it is of said nature than just puts lots of $#!*^& and *bleeps*, or replace all the dirty words with habbadatchery, or rutabaga, that'll make it very funny, or sad, I'm not sure which? In fact replace all the words with habbadatchery ( hey its not every day I get to type this word so I'm going for broke. ) either that or frippery, that's a good one too. Please just tell me your stories or I'll have to continue to write my own wayward, ostentatious, pretentious, nonessential tales of nondisposable refuse.
But seriously folks, who does like clowns?
I have a funny story about work. I was asked today if I was at work ( mind you I was in the building where I work at the time ) and I didn't have the foggiest. I responded with, "am I?" How tired do you have to be to forget your at work when your there. That's , I mean that's just plain awful...don't you think? If you out there in "blogland" have a funny work story and its not off color or crass, or anything of that nature than please feel free to share, if it is of said nature than just puts lots of $#!*^& and *bleeps*, or replace all the dirty words with habbadatchery, or rutabaga, that'll make it very funny, or sad, I'm not sure which? In fact replace all the words with habbadatchery ( hey its not every day I get to type this word so I'm going for broke. ) either that or frippery, that's a good one too. Please just tell me your stories or I'll have to continue to write my own wayward, ostentatious, pretentious, nonessential tales of nondisposable refuse.
posted by Clandestine at 9:05 AM
8 Comments:
Hey, Happy Birthday! Congrats, hope the party in your head goes well. I work with teens and kids pretty much every day all day and let me tell you I feel like digressing back into one and not have to worry about paying money on my taxes, or what I will eat b/c their is always cake mix somewhere...true story...I asked a guy to enter my house back where I lived in the "ville" and he literally dove through the basement window and well the rest is pretty funny, I'll let the man tell the rest of the story.
Oh...oh...oh...how verily I do say brother that truth you speak of is far the greatest story ever told...and if you in "blogland" want to hear it you need to let me know or it will go away forever...and ever...and ever...you get the picture. I will say this..." ow! Glass, *oomph* Cat! ahh!! Christmas stuff...Ahhh!! ) Truly the funniest man alive that I know.
Hey Crack Head,
I sent you something, let me know your honest oppinion on it.
Thanks, God Bless
Hey crack-head back...err...What did you send me oh wise one??? Tell me now!! Great Googly Moogly!! *said like Groundskeeper Willy from the Simpsons*
Hi,
Enjoyed your interesting day and I just want you to know that there will be better days ahead....honest
and I just want you to know that your web site is really cool....
Hello again anonymous! We meet again...one day you will have to let us know who ( or if you prefer a log-in of your own so at least we have a name to call you. )you are??? But thanks for the comments. Keep them coming!! :)
This site was bought to my attention by a very lovely old women :) and I have to say it was nice to get a good laugh at the end of my day!. Now I know with the stories you will soon collect off of this site, you'll be able to write your own book of short stories or maybe even a stage play to start. I'll be looking for you in the book stores or on Broadway!
Thank you Jerseygirl2! ( What was Jerseygirl1 taken?? ) So what was so funny?? These stories are true and full of heartache and pain, real PAIN!!! Like landing 20 ft out of a tree, or sliding on cats...But I digres. Thank you so much for the comments and please keep them coming ( you know who you are Hammonton, my mom says hi :)
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